I'm still overwhelmed. still dismayed deeply at the shocking suicide of "lee" alexander mcqueen. he was described as a "quiet genius" .. one whose serious demeanor and deep attention and mulling over to detail made him excel way beyond anyone's expectations.
and how could someone with such an innovative breath and beautiful realization of what we ourselves have a hard time pinpointing, take his life.
why does a point of view never seen before- leave us this way?